Rocktober Blood has the distinction of
being a movie that doesn’t waste time explaining why, how, or at
times, what the fuck is even happening. It’s like the director went in thinking “that’s my story and I’m
sticking to it, damnit!” Unfortunately, the narrative they’re so
intent on pushing fell terrifyingly flat. This movie has no gore, no
great kills, no interesting characters and an overplus of nude scenes
featuring the skinny ass final girl chick. I mean she was decent, but
not to be spotlighting like that.I’m kinda disappointed, honestly. I
recently saw a movie that appeared to have a similar plot (it was much
better!) And since it is October, 31 days of whateva and all, I
figure I’d give this one a try. I knew it was gonna suck. But I was
at least hoping some 80’s cheese could make it fun. Deliver a few
giggles. So bad it’s good kinda thing, you know? No haps. Fuckin’
terrible. On the bright side, since I am bursting with the power of positivity,...
Lactation Station Review
So I experienced my first
piece of lactation fetish erotica in the aptly titled
Lactation Station by Mary Chi. This story fit its billing by being very short,
and since I’m a busy person, that’s something I appreciated. On to my review … I’ll try
to keep the spoilers to a minimum.
Lactation Station
follows the story of a young single mother trying to find her way in
life. Though she’s living with her parents and struggling to make
ends meet, she’s also fresh off giving birth, so her boobers are in prime
feeding season – and so the plot thickens. After receiving a pass
from a friend of the family, our milk-carrying maiden realizes that
her postnatal state temporarily makes her walking cash cow (pun
kinda intended), so she decides to take advantage. Short story even
shorter, she opens up shop with a business called the Lactation
Station, which she uses to sell her melon milk to horny dudes via
mail order.
This story was
intriguing, fairly well written, and a decent introduction to
lactation...